A horrible thought flashed through my mind in an instant when that memory flashed in my mind. Attached to this is fear.

Fear. From all that I have witnessed, it is clear to me how much we differ. But seeing the registered fear in his eyes, I realized we still have something in common.

Is he afraid? Is he afraid that I saw him in his true identity? While I am also afraid to see the truth, he’s not like me, very different from what I am.

What I saw was out of this world and out of my ...